A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Chapter 241: Not in Red Dresses, But in Weapons

That's what they say, but having a tongue left behind can still solve a lot of trouble.

With Wang Kui's cover, Xiao Liu easily dragged the truck driver off the truck and tied him up securely. The driver was lucky; apart from being slashed and bleeding from flying truck parts, he didn't break any arms or legs.

Well, saying he was lucky is an understatement; it's more accurate to say that Old Wang showed mercy.

After handing the person over to the patrolling police, Lao Wang urged Xiao Liu to hurry back to the courtyard.

"Old Wang, that man's hair is curly, and he smells quite strongly!"

"It's nothing. If the mouse shows its head, it'll be caught eventually. Don't tell your family about this yet; I'll report it to the boss myself."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Liu was startled.

Is something big about to happen? No wonder they handed the person over to the police instead of taking them directly to their "nest".

When they arrived near the Jiang family's courtyard, Wang Kui noticed something amiss again. Why were jeeps frequently driving through the usually quiet alley?

Moreover, the number of hooligans huddled together in the corner, their bodies hunched over, had also increased significantly.

Wang Kui, who was on edge, only relaxed after spotting the familiar badge on these people.

"What's going on? Does everyone in the family have nothing to do?"

Xiao Liu scratched his head: "This is a bit complicated to explain. It's all because of that brat you're protecting. Why don't you go ask him yourself?"

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Jiangxia? That kid's in the Northeast now playing with his balls, how come he's involved with me again?

Ok?

Why aren't Grandma Jiang and her two little girls at home?

Old Wang was getting anxious. Where was the person?

Uh, you went to Marshal Nie's house? Marshal Nie said he wanted to entertain his old comrades-in-arms?

That's fine.

This is a good opportunity to clean the house thoroughly.

Old Wang put on his cold smile again.

Unfortunately, this pretentious expression didn't last long before it was interrupted by people rushing over.

"Comrade, are you a livestreamer selling goods?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, the person snatched the large map bag, and despite stumbling from the weight of the backpack, dragged it into the small hut.

"Teacher! The goods have arrived!"

Swipe!

More than ten people squeezed out of the small house, each grabbing a copy and starting to study it.

After glancing at the compilation library recorded on the back of the map, one of the middle-aged men turned his attention to a general outline of commands handwritten by Jiangxia.

While watching, he was gesturing with his hands.

One last slap on the thigh:

"I understand! The FORTRAN language uses command statements to retrieve the relevant machine language from the compiler library!"

"Not only that, look at this, Engineer Jiang even provided basic sentences, nothing more than basic words like LET and GOTO."

Another middle-aged man was analyzing a short program written by Jiang Xia, word by word.

"Hey! This is such basic stuff, you can understand it at a glance. Hey, Yunnan and Guizhou, why does our junior brother insist on bringing someone in to teach us English?"

Yes, we're both from Wudaokou Vocational College, so calling me "junior brother" is fine.

Hearing what the visitor said, Yun Gui cursed with considerable displeasure:

"Then tell me what DIM means? What DEF means! You think you're all that just because you know a little everyday language! Let me tell you, the Teacher Pei who's coming later was personally assigned by our junior brother, so you all better be respectful! Got it?"

"understand!"

"Alright, stop standing there and get started. Begin inputting the compilation library according to the map numbers! Once we're done, let's run a pi calculation!"

With a wave of his hand, Yun Gui sent the group of brilliant minds from the Chinese Academy of Sciences back into the small room to begin their work.

"For constants, let's input the constants compilation library first. My junior colleague's handwritten draft is too messy; I suggest that it be checked by the four group leaders before inputting it!"

Well, okay. Calling it sloppy is an understatement. In another place, someone might be able to use this thing to summon heavenly lightning.

Looking at the busy crowd inside the small house, Wang Kui pulled the "big guy" next to him and asked:

"What's going on? Wasn't this machine supposed to be moved as a whole?"

"Big Guy" shook his head and smiled wryly: "We were planning to move it, but that girl Jiang Qiu said we can't cut the power, otherwise the BIOS inside will be gone!"

"If that were all, it would be fine. We could just re-enter the data. But these experts say that Jiang's welding skills are too sloppy and his wiring is too unconventional... Who knows which connection he might accidentally touch during the relocation, and then no one will know how to fix it!"

Wang Kui peeked at the cables flying around on the server rack. Hey, the way these cables were strung together, even if Xiao Dai Mao came back to take them apart, he'd probably lose a lot of hair.

"So these people are going to live here? What about Grandma Jiang and the others?"

"Big Guy" shook his head: "I don't know, their movements are personally arranged by the 'boss'!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Kui's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down: it had been so long since the boss had personally taken action; now everything was safe.

He nodded: "Okay, you watch over it. I'll go find something to do."

"Is it time to clean?"

"Ok!"

"Would you like one?"

"Tsk, why don't you take him and practice for a bit? I don't know about faraway places, but it's spread all over Northeast China!"

"Damn it!" Big Guy was exasperated; his illustrious reputation was ruined!

"Don't get me wrong, the story is about a dashing young hero catching two big rats!"

……

After an unknown amount of time, muffled breathing came from the Jiangxia cottage again.

The secure phone number brought from the warehouse next door was hurriedly picked up by Yun Gui.

"report!"

"how is the situation?"

"Assembly program input complete. Overall performance has been statistically analyzed by calculating pi!"

"in conclusion!"

"Its processing speed is comparable to existing vacuum tube machines, but its ease of operation far surpasses them! In fact, if you ask me, the greatest contribution of Jiang's machine is that it simplifies computer input and output..."

"Nonsense! Yun Gui, you idiot! The most important thing about Junior Brother's machine is this programmable language!" Another person started spouting nonsense, ignoring the phone Yun Gui was still holding.

Before this person could say more, a voice that popped like beans interrupted:

"You're all idiots! Look at the architecture, look at the architecture! How many transistors does Jiang's system have to run? Let me tell you, I counted twice, and there are only 5964 in total!"

"How much does this device cost? How much did our vacuum tube computer cost!"

"Great value for money, comrades!"

The woman became increasingly excited as she spoke, and finally grabbed the phone: "Professor Nie! I've calculated the cost of the components. A transistor costs about thirty yuan, and adding the corresponding capacitors and wires, rounding down to the nearest whole number, it would be 6000 * 30 + 6000 * 2 = ?"

As she spoke, the woman cast an inquiring glance at the person sitting in front of the typewriter.

"Sister Pei?"

Teacher Li didn't hesitate; he typed in a string of data quickly, and the computer screen immediately displayed the result: "Yuan!"

"Hahaha, Yunnan and Guizhou! How much did we spend on our 103 project, and how much did we spend on the 104 project that we're currently working on?"

"Lan Ying is right!" came Old Nie's resounding voice from the microphone.

"Those old men can't see the crux of the matter! It's all thanks to you, Lan Ying. By the way, did you finish making the stuff in those two little medicine bottles you brought back? With that stuff, can we make transistors ourselves now?"

"Yes! Elder Nie, you still remember me!"

"With a five-foot spear and a dashing figure, the first rays of dawn illuminate the training ground."

The sons and daughters of China are full of lofty aspirations; they prefer military uniforms to red dresses.

"How could anyone forget you, my Dr. Lan Ying!"